365 Days of Creativity
day fourty one
Welcome to all hallows eve,
when the demons roam the streets.
We dress as ghouls and peeves,
so we blend in with the fleet.
The crack of fireworks above,
like shotguns to the teeth.
I take this coloured candy,
just to know what walks unseen.
The flashing lights are noted with,
the running children's screams.
The parents drink their alcohol,
as teens sweat to the beat.
A night of guise and masquerade,
true natures seen apparent.
For every monster dressed in false
another's seen transparent.
The veil between this world and theirs
is nothing but a net.
The holes between dimensions
fail before they catch.
A knotted night of twisted fears,
when chants are sung, and kids eat peers.
There's nothing that holds them at bay,
just run until the light of day.
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